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Miqui had found a new home yet again. No, he hadn’t found it, he’d been dragged to it by Tlantli. In a way, Miqui was grateful that his sister had made a decision to relocate and forced him to do the same. It felt nice to have someone else take control, tell him what to do; it felt nice not to have to be worrying about everyone’s well being for once—he’d simply been told to follow and had done so. Of course, he’d never admit that to Tlantli. To do so would be to give her even more reason to walk around bigheaded, which she already was due to her recent victories in their sparring, something that had begun to irritate him more than he would let on. He was bigger than his sister and stronger or so he thought, so why was it that she was so very difficult to pin? The thoughts of defeat swirling around in his head caused his anger to mount and he decided to take a walk to air his feelings out a bit.
Though he supposed it was safe to call Salsola territory home, Miqui still tread warily. It seemed no matter where he went, or how comfortable he allowed himself to feel, things were never good for long and the dominant pessimist in him refused to allow him to feel much elation at the prospect of a permanent home. He was unfamiliar with many of his packmates, save his blood family and mostly for this reason he remained unsure about his feelings in regards to Salsola. He wanted to talk more with Tlantli about the pack, for he didn’t like to feel in the dark about anything, and he still had much to learn about the customs. Salsola didn’t seem to follow the traditional pack life, though his life had never really been traditional and so he doubted it would be a difficult adjustment for him.
Though she had been the cause of his earlier frustrations that drove him from his shelter in the dilapidated castle, Miqui had brushed the feelings aside and was now consciously seeking his sister. He kept his senses alert as he walked with no particular destination in mind, confident that he’d come across Tlantli soon enough. It seemed that no matter what obstacles life put in their path, the siblings had a built in magnetism toward each other and could never be separated for too long.
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